This is a song about "Gregor and the marks of secret"

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

My life, that is so dearly secret,

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

But now the truth is not a secret, it just flew with the birds

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

You haters put up your guards

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Wrapped up in degrees of these secret organizations,

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

Most delectable skin, bare marks of heat, excitement, its a score

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Spread far and wide like a poor secret but to each who see it